Mint Cool Summer

[The female lead in this story is explosive, the male lead is arrogant, there's a mountain of dog food (sweet moments), and it's a story full of slag-abusing and monster-fighting, with a double dose of pampering joy.]
Ye Jiuliang was naturally cold and ruthless, with a fierce and wild approach to life. To the Ye Family, she was a calamitous lone star, and to the onlooking crowd, she was "Ninth Master".
It was said, no one was more arrogant than Ye Jiuliang; if she was second, no one claimed the first place.
Irritatingly, in the eyes of Li Mochan, she was his little wolf cub, the little rascal that he, Li Mochan, intended to pamper to the skies.
In the capital, it was widely rumored that the Li Family's Crown Prince could reduce people to ashes with just one look.
And yet, this precious and aloof figure was actually teased by Ye Jiuliang, and it seemed even... blushed.
**
Upon returning from a business trip, Li Wuye cornered her in a dim stairwell, his fingertips sliding over her porcelain white neck, "How many little brothers are there?"
Meeting his dark gaze, Ye Jiuliang arched an eyebrow, "Is Li Wuye in the mood to beat someone up?"
"So what if I am?" Li Mochan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Feeling pity?"
Ye Jiuliang held back a laugh and nodded, "The little brothers can't take a hit, can you go easy on them?"
[In the private room where Xiang Tian and others were singing their hearts out, they inexplicably felt a chill running down their spines.]
Li Mochan buried his face in her shoulder and spat out fiercely, "I cannot."
Those who dare to flirt with his wolf cub deserved a ruthless beating.

The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss

Having grown up in the same place from a young age, Mo Lingling knew that person's temperament all too well; she managed to be increasingly whimsical.


Gu Xinuo nodded, "There's another thing, the Mysterious Iron to replicate that iron box has been searched for everywhere at the base, and we haven't found it."


That iron box was made of top-quality Mysterious Iron; it wouldn't be easy to replicate a similar one.


Ye Jiuliang frowned, it seemed she needed to make several more trips to search for it.


Deep into the night, the lights in the boxing room stayed on.


The atmosphere was not as tense as expected, it was rather harmonious.


A faint smell of alcohol lingered in the air, with occasional laughter.


Chu Chen touched his bruised lips and cursed in his heart at Li Mochan's ruthless handiwork.


"You are here; where is Asheng?" Li Mochan put down his glass and looked up at Ji Mingqian who was eating crayfish.


455, I just can't leave her for a moment (second update)